We were going to Inchin Bamboo Garden, which I immediately missread as Itchin Bamboo. The missread became permanent.
We entered by a forested trout stream. I was sad that I didn't have my poles and yellow whole kernel corn niblets. We could have had fresh trout for lunch.
I settled for mixed vegetables with black bean sauce. Add steamed rice. Egg drop soup, far above average, and a perfectly regular egg roll.
It was all acceptably tasty with one exception. The black beans, all six of them. I nabbed them one at the time to show off for the people who were not watching, and then ate them one at the time. I have never tasted a black bean that lucious, not even when I cook it myself.
While dining, I had a spirited conversation with the guest pictured here. She was quite the verbal delight, skilled in many double entenders. I look forward to the return visit.
Yeah. I made this up. Except for the part about the black beans. I could eat another six of them. For the rest, we talked about work for 90 minutes.
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